2007 Birthday Drabbles
Oshun's 2007 Birthday Challenge: 6. Feanor - Sulriel
Feanor combed through her silken locks. Raven dark, like his. Twirling one around his finger he tugged so she looked up, meeting his soft, radiant smile.
"Mexico?" Even with that simple, single word, his dulcet tones rolled through her, tickling the arches of her feet and settling in a delicious froth in the pit of her stomach.
She swallowed hard and nodded, unable to break his fiery gaze. "New York." Her voice sounded painfully flat compared to his. She cleared her throat.
He raised his hand to brush the backs of his fingers across her cheek. "I like New York."
"Mexico?" Even with that simple, single word, his dulcet tones rolled through her, tickling the arches of her feet and settling in a delicious froth in the pit of her stomach.
She swallowed hard and nodded, unable to break his fiery gaze. "New York." Her voice sounded painfully flat compared to his. She cleared her throat.
He raised his hand to brush the backs of his fingers across her cheek. "I like New York."
